My Word: Sorry this is so late, and well, just late. I didn't mean to do it, it just sort of happened. But it's up, and I can update the other one before I come back to this one. I don't know what to do with this, so idea's are welcome from those few reader's I have for this. Oh, and before I do forget again... I've got a girlfriend again. Different girl, and whole lot of special.

"It's the stupidest thing ever, I've burned three different tabloids already." Devan said into the earpiece, her phone in the back pocket of her jeans as she finished getting dressed in her new disguise. She had a blond short haired wig on, and glasses with fake lenses. "They're saying your dating Brandie, Devi, and it looks pretty damn real to me." Dorinda said into her ear, finishing with the make-up of her own disguise. Red hair, she looked odd with red hair but at least it was something and she wouldn't be recognized. "Oh please, she's like a sister to me and dating her would just be wrong. So, wrong." she said, running her fingers through her blonde short haired wig to make it's ends stand up in odd directions of a horrible spiked job. "But it looks so real."

"That's what they specializing in doing, making it look real. Twisting things to look a certain way. Ah, there we go. Perfect as it's going to get, and I am done." she said, looking at herself in the mirror once to make sure that she got the ends standing up right. She looked like a wanna be jock with poor eyesight. "I'm done too. I'll meet you at the... Where were we going?" Dorinda asked as she stood up, fixing her plaid, pleated skirt and zip-up sweater with sleeves that came above her elbows and bottom that seemed to end almost exactly beneath her breasts. "Um, I think it was the mall. You know, that one with that really nice theater in it."

"Okay, cool. I'll see you there," she paused for a moment, smiling as she finished with "Ally."

"Yea, see you there, Becca." she said with a light laugh back. They both hung up, doing a once over of themselves in the mirror before they left to go to the mall.

***At the Mall***

"I don't get why I keep getting these weird looks. Have I got something on my face, or am I just that weird looking? It's the classes isn't it? I knew I should have gone with those coloured contacts." Devan/Ally said, pulling her glasses off and nearly walking into a wall. Dorinda/Becca laughed lightly and guided her around the wall, arm in arm with her. "I love your hair and your glasses, they're just fine. You don't look that weird, but you do have a little... There, got it." she had wiped her thumb from the edge of her mouth, out towards her right cheek before holding it to show her. "From the doughnut you insisted on having." she told her with a smile, making her girlfriend blush and look away. She stuck the thumb into her mouth, cleaning the white powdered sugar off of it. "How long has that been there?" she asked, now wiping at her mouth after putting her fake glasses back on to 'keep from walking into things'. "Well, since you ate it..."

"And you let me walk around with that on my face for over an hour!" Her response to her shock and slight outrage, was a girlish giggle. "Oh relax, it was cute. Now, what movie are we seeing?" she asked her as they walked towards the theater, past a bunch of stores. "You sure you wanna go to a movie now, we could shop around a little bit. I wanna get you something nice, commemoration of our second date since you have all those nice pictures from the first one." she teased lightly, nudging her as she smiled at her. "You can get me something if these- Oh, look at this! It reminds me of... Um..."

"Your time in India?" Ally asked softly, moving in close to whisper it in Becca's ear as she slipped an arm around her waist. "I thought you bought things like this while you were there?" she questioned, picking up a small trinket from the table and turning it over carefully in her hands. She was scared she might break, whatever it was, because it felt so fragile. "I did, but I misplaced most of them with all the touring that we've been doing." she said softly, and smiled as she set what she'd been holding back down. "Well, do you want that? I'll get that for you." she said, not giving her much of a chance to decide before she was raising her hand for the woman in the shop to notice her. "Excuse me, but, how much is this?" she asked, picking up what Dorinda had just set down. The three talked and argued, before the purchase was made, and at a pretty good deal before they were walking off towards the theater. They got there in time to buy the last two tickets to a movie they heard another couple talking about. A large popcorn to share, and with their drinks, they walked in to find seats. "Oh boy." Ally said right away, looking at a nearly full theater. They stood together, whispering until they found two seats next to one another. They weren't great seats, but they were together. Ally kissed Becca's cheek, setting the tub of popcorn between them. They just got settled before the lights dimmed and the trailer's started.

***End of the Movie***

"Okay, I'm glad that we went to see that movie. It was really good. I think I'm going to buy it when it gets released on DVD." Ally said, arm around Becca's shoulder's to keep her close as they walked out of the theater together, heading back out into the mall so they could go their separate ways home. Not that either of them wanted too, they had too. It was getting late, and someone was bound to call to find out where they were and what was going on. Their absences had to be noticed by now. Becca's arm went around Ally's waist and she held her close, kissing her cheek as they walked. "I thought it was a good one too. It's just too bad that they don't release movies into the mainstream about same-sex couples." Ally sighed at that one "Yea, I know... Anything like that is straight to DVD." she said as they walked. They were nearly out of the theater's lobby and into the mall when Ally stumbled and nearly fell over, taking Becca with her. When they were both straightened out, sure they had their balance, they turned to look to see what had happened, only too see a small group of people standing there, a guy standing out in front of them, obviously the leader. And he had obviously done the tripping. There was nothing on the floor, he had to have tripped her. Ally, being rather used to the streets, gave the small bag, from the Indian store, to Becca, and stepped forward towards him, unafraid as she set her girlfriend safely, and protectively behind her.

"Your kind isn't welcome around here." he said to her in a deep gruff voice that was obviously faked to try and scare her. "Bullshit." Ally spat back at him fiercely, stepping forward and making him hesitate and take a half step back. "We can go wherever the fuck we want. It's a free world, and a free country. Do you do this to your friends who're just having some fun too?" she added, taking another aggressive step towards him, and holding her ground when his friends stepped forwards. She knew what it was like on the streets when you were alone, you don't back-up when up against a group ready to beat you up. You show fear, they're worse, and if you backed up, they took twice as much ground so they were in your face. "My friends don't do what you guys do!" he nearly shouted at her. She laughed "What, wrap their arms around each other while walking, kiss each other on the cheek? I've seen it done so many times. And you know, I was watching this show once, Sugar Rush and the Cheetah Girls seem to do it a lot." He scoffed, and she clenched her fists, really tense and completely ready for a fight. "Please, one of the Sugar Rush girls, is like you two, and I won't even listen to the other ones. They aren't worth it." he said, looking smug, like he knew he got to her. But he hadn't been expecting the blonde to ditch her glasses and jump at him. His smile was instantly gone.

She had him on the floor in a matter of seconds, shirt in one hand and slugging him hard with the other. She managed to break his nose, and knock a tooth loose before his friends actually stepped in and wrestled her off of him. She went with them, and then tripping one, so he was on his back, she pinned him with a foot on his private area, and hit the other with a solid left hook to the side of the head so he was dazed before she went for the one she had pinned to the floor. She almost hit him to break his nose when the other two, girls, tackled her and the three of them rolled around, throwing punches, kneeing, Ally getting bit and having her hair pulled as she struggled to get them off of her. She wasn't used to the way the girls fought and it was easy to tell that she was struggling to get them off of her.

It looked like something that Ally was going to lose, and was, when a few security guards showed up and separated the three. Right away, she staggered towards Becca, or where she thought she was, she'd gotten more then a little mixed up in her directions, and attempted to fix her hair, to make sure her own underneath wasn't showing. She wasn't about to be discovered for who she really was because of some fight that in her own right, had been to defend herself and her girlfriend, and their bands. Though she was in the wrong, she threw the first punch and attacked first. "Ow! Easy!" she said when Becca was there, slipped an arm around behind her and gently putting a hand on her ribs beneath her breast. "I'm sorry... Are you alright? What happened? What did you go and start that for!" she added, giving her a gentle hit on the ribs that made Ally jump and hiss in pain. "I didn't start it... They did. And one of them kneed me in the ribs, among a bunch of hits, so be careful, would you?"

"Alright, I'm sorry." she said softly as she nodded. She knew that she couldn't touch her, and hug her like she wanted too, and it was hard for her not too. But she would. "And you did start it. He taunted you into acting first." she told her before they both slowly turned to look at the security guard who cleared his throat. He held out his hand, and Ally blinked, and frowned as Becca reached out to take the glasses, placing them into her girlfriends hand, who then seemed, pretended, to realize what it was and put them on. "You did pretty good out there for someone who wears glasses." he said, notepad in hand. "It becomes a second instinct when you've been picked on as much as I have." she told him, still trying to fix her hair. "Well, do you two mind telling me what happened?" With a heavy sigh, they started their side of the story, Ally trying to make sure he knew she tried to keep her anger in, while Becca confessed she didn't really have a clue what to do.

"Hey! Who's up! Anybody! Come on, I got a problem!" Devan shouted as she ran into the house, arm holding her ribs, hand tightly clutching her wig as she hurried to the living room, grabbing the phone from between the window of the living room and kitchen. She went around the wall, holding her phone in her hand as she started digging through things in the window area to find the phone number of She-Who-Must-Control-All. She was making a mess of papers when Serena came curiously down stairs, wrapping a robe around her and tying it shut. "What're you doing? And what were you shouting about? Your incredibly lucky that Brandie closed her door. She's have scolded you for coming in... It's almost after one in the morning."

"Yea I know! I got into a fight! Help me out here? I can't-" she shuddered a shuddered that hurt "the Conway woman's number." Serena sighed heavily, holding out her hand for the phone, which Devan regretfully handed over. The number was dialed, and it was ringing when it was handed back. "There, be nice to Darcie. And try to keep it down. I'm trying to get my room to cool off without opening a window." she said, going past a very sleepy looking Adeline standing on the last landing of the stairs. She was rubbing her eyes, and she went staggering past a pacing and worried Devan. "Dang it, pick up woman." she muttered to the ring phone in her ear. "Yes! You answered! Look, I actually need your help! Yes, I know... Yes, I know. Look, would you just shut-up for a moment! I need to be registered at the school in the middle of... Yea, that one... Does everyone but me know it's name?" she sighed heavily, taking a moment to actually listen to what the old woman was saying. "Yea okay, I get it. But say I've done homeschooling, or whatever, just work your magic, and get them to say I've been recently registered, and will be attending school soon, whatever. I just, I need it to be under the name 'Allegra Bristow', but that I prefer 'Ally'. Alright? And if you could, for me, please check, and help to make sure that Dorinda is registered. And long story short, I got into a fight at the mall tonight, and we were both there. And I'm injured, and they wanna talk to the school we go too, and I just made it all up on the spot. I'm sorry, and I'm just going to go to bed now. I'm sore, and tired." she said before handing up. She put the phone back, and she and Adeline shared a look and she sighed. "Go to bed when your done your snack Cookie." she told her before heading up to her own room. She felt really beat.

When Devi woke up the next day, sometime around lunch, she found several text messages on her phone's, both of them. Devi's, had nothing but voicemail, and she sat up to listen to them, wincing at the pain in her ribs, as she looked over the text messages on Ally's phone. "Oh..." she stopped reading to listen to a message, and she grinned big. "Yes!" she shouted, arms going up. It hurt, and she groaned, bring her arms back down to fall back onto the bed painfully. She lay there for a long time before she answered all the messages she had, one at a time. First to the message she was in school, and needed to show up for a tour. It was temporary, and fake, but she had too do it because of the previous night. And with her messages answered, she rose up and slowly started to get dressed, texting Dorinda the whole time. Which lead to a few mistakes, that were easily fixed before she was starting outside and down the stairs, where she wasn't too surprised to see The Witch. Whom, to her regret, was taking her to school. Though she would admit, she had fully expected it.

The moment they pulled up, and she saw Dorinda... No, Becca. The moment they pulled up, and she saw Becca, she nearly bolted out of the car. And very well did with her hurt ribs. She swore, when this was done, she was going to go to the hospital, or somewhere to get it checked out. If she remembered. She was hurrying over to her girlfriend, kissing her cheek, and giving her a soft peck as they laced their fingers together, and turned to look at the women who were handling them. To Ally's surprise, it was her's that looked at them with a happy smile, and understanding. "Well, let's get this done, and get you two away from each other before trouble brews." Becca's said, waving them apart and starting up the stairs fast.